Chapter 830: The Spirit of the Golden Crow

"This loach ......"

Wu Ming glanced at Ao Liang with a smile, and did not investigate his private possession of such a heavy treasure, but casually threw out a high-grade defense talisman.

Although it can only block the breath of the two major talismans that emit the power of the half-saint in mid-air, as long as you can buy time!

Seeing that he did not escape into the spatial crack, but was methodical, releasing defensive talismans one after another as if he didn't want money, everyone couldn't help but laugh again and again.

Although the formation can be targeted at talismans such as sealing the town and controlling the sky, but the offensive or defensive talismans are not among them, but the power is greatly reduced, although it will not be swept away by the great grandmaster's casual blow, but it cannot pose a threat at all.

"Haha, don't you feel that you are going to die, and you want to fight to the death?"

"I think he doesn't want to die without a place to be buried, and he will be bruised and scattered, right?"

"If you knew this was the case, why did you bother in the first place?"

But Qin Songzhi, Cheng Jingyu, and Tian Huoxuan didn't think like this, in order to deal with Wu Ming, they collected almost all the information they could collect, after all, they had failed to make the layout many times before, and seeing that Wu Ming's strength was getting stronger and stronger, they all had a sense of urgency, so they didn't want to delay any longer.

It is precisely because of this that it is suspected that Wu Ming's move must have a profound meaning.

"No matter what he wants to do, as long as the person dies, everything will naturally disappear!"

Qin Songzhi said coldly.

"Yes, we're ready to ...... Huh?"

Tian Huoxuan nodded, a crimson long sword appeared in his hand, flashing with an extraordinary aura, it was a treasure weapon, but he immediately frowned, looked deeply into the spatial crack, and his complexion changed slightly, "The aura inside is extremely mixed, as if some power is in disorder, and there is also the breath of a living person, they seem to be running for their lives!"

"It's the miscellaneous fish in Jinqing, they didn't die, they were trapped in the dragon pool by this son......"

Cheng Jingyu is the last generation of Confucianism, his strength may not be very strong, but his divine sense is second to none, from the fluctuations in the spatial crack, he actually sensed that the breath of Jinqing and the others was still approaching, and his eyes flashed with horror. "It's not good, he wants to attack the Dragon Pool and use the fire of the earth lungs to break through the big array!"

"You're not dead?"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and it was immediately clear.

Jin Qing is the only son of the Golden Scale Demon Emperor, and now thanks to the protection of his father's imminent canonization, his bloodline has been purified, not to mention, he must have a heavy treasure on his body.

But even so, as long as the power of the two ancestral scales caused the leakage of the Dragon Transformation Pool, and rushed along the passage, Jinqing and the others, who bore the brunt of the attack, would have to shed their skin if they didn't die!

"Quick, don't keep your hand, kill him quickly, or ......"

Qin Songzhi's complexion changed greatly, and he was already aware of the horror of the consequences, but before he finished speaking, everyone suddenly became unstable under their feet, stumbling, and was shocked.

Buzz rumble!

A thunderous roar sounded from under his feet, as if the murderous creature of eternal sleep had been awakened, and burst out with boundless power, shaking the earth, which was three points terrifying compared to the rumored power of the earth dragon turning over.

What is especially terrifying is that after that power passed through the earth, the true yuan in the bodies of all the people who directly impacted it boiled, and their minds were unstable, as if they were going to directly burn the essence and spirit!

Click!

Almost at the same time, the light curtain that enveloped the entire valley suddenly cracked, and without even a ripple, it shattered like a sudden blow, turning into a little light and shadow to collapse.

Call!

The yellow sand whistled in the sky, but before it blew into the valley, the cracks in the valley spit out red golden fire, which actually directly burned the wind and swept into the sky, making a creepy, thunderous roar!

At this moment, if you look at it from a distance, it is not difficult to find that the famous Dusk Gobi is dyed with a layer of red golden light and shadow, like a burning cloud covering the sky, even if the perennial yellow sand storm is also forcibly isolated, as if through the heaven and earth!

"Boom!"

Wu Ming snorted, his pupils suddenly contracted like the tip of a needle, grabbed Ao Liang casually, and swept into the distance.

"Let's go!"

Looking at the cracks that were getting bigger and bigger under their feet, and the terrifying heat wave that roared out, Qin Songzhi and the three of them shouted angrily and chased after Wu Ming.

In this case, although you make a flawless shot, at least you can't lose someone!

Of course, the premise is that they can all survive!

"Master!"

Ao Liang was in tears, and he almost cried out with excitement.

In addition to being frightened, there was a little touch, under such danger, Wu Ming didn't leave him to run for his life alone!

"Less nonsense, show your true identity!"

Wu Ming said coldly.

"Yes, yes!"

Ao Liang nodded hurriedly, revealing the body of a dragon with a size of more than ten zhang, although it was not as good as Wu Ming, but he was the Great Demon King of the Three Realms, born to control the wind and rain, and his flight speed was not slow.

"Let's go!"

Wu Mingfei swept onto Ao Liang's back, shook his hand and threw out two talismans, turning into monstrous sword light or wind blades, roaring and rushing towards the pursuers.

Without the formation to seal the town, the high-level attack talisman exerted its full power, and the power was bound to be the same before.

"Be careful......

Qin Songzhi and the others' faces changed slightly, they didn't expect Wu Ming to dare to attack coldly in such a situation, but they immediately sneered again and again.

Buzz rumble!

But seeing the flames rising from the ground, it instantly engulfed the power of the talisman, and it could not pose any threat at all.

But Wu Ming didn't care at all, but whenever Qin Songzhi and the others approached, they would trigger the talisman to attack and block the enemy, anyway, not to mention this thing, at least he really didn't feel distressed.

No one knows how many high-level talismans have been hidden since the middle and low-level demons of the Hidden Dragon Abyss!

The blazing fire light that erupted from the ground was only random, but if one of them was not blocked just right, it could successfully slow down the speed of chasing the enemy, and Wu Ming's goal was achieved.

Bang!

Suddenly, a huge hole was cracked below, and in the rushing glow, magma like dragon flames rose from directly below to the sky, like a crimson monster shooting out, rolling towards Ao Liang.

"Master!"

Ao Liang was shocked.

"Keep flying!"

Wu Ming's face was slightly gloomy, and he patted his heart gently.

Airplanes!

The green jade color light suddenly flowed, and the invisible streamer spread, turning into a dragon turtle with a size of dozens of zhang, swallowing the sky and roaring angrily.

Bang!

The red magma was in the middle of the Xuan Turtle Phantom, and in the ripples, Wu Ming and Ao Liang, who were wrapped in the phantom, were rushed out of the distance like a ball, but they were unscathed.

Today's Wu Ming is finally able to rely on his cultivation and identity as the master, and the imperial envoy dragon clothes can be used for a certain amount of protection, instead of being used as a treasure or token symbol of storage as before!

"He's not dead yet!"

What made Wu Ming's eyes condense slightly was that in the chaos just now, the corner of his eye swept a few embarrassed figures, which were Jinqing and the others.

It's just that none of the dozens of grandmasters around him have disappeared, only Lei Hengfeng, Lei Feng and the other two great grandmasters, one of whom has half of his face scorched, but Wu Ming still recognizes it at a glance.

Tie Gui, one of the three great gods in Bianliang Capital, this person wanted to fall into the well, but he was stopped by Wu Ming's astonishing espionage methods, and the threat of his young son, but he didn't expect to be together with Jinqing now.

It's not that enemies don't get together!

Seeing that the five of them were all embarrassed, their faces were black and gray, and their hair was scorched, Wu Ming's eyes flashed with coldness, and he shook his hand and threw out another talisman, attacking Qin Songzhi and the others who took the opportunity to approach.

"Ah......h

A miserable scream arose, but among the subordinates behind him, a grandmaster martial artist couldn't dodge, and was directly burned into ashes by the fire gushing from the ground.

Others who were closer could not dodge, and after just rubbing the edges, their arms and legs became charred!

"Boy, you've got to hold on!"

Wu Ming deeply forgot the place where the fire in his eyes was the strongest, and the gloom flashed in his eyes, and he immediately hardened his heart, eliminated distracting thoughts, and concentrated on dealing with the people who were chasing.

Under this kind of terrifying power, even if Mo Zangfeng had great luck and the same powerful Jiaolong Holy Horn Protector, he still didn't have confidence that Mo Zangfeng would be able to survive it.

After all, the existence that caused such a terrifying Jedi was from the legendary Ancient Chaos Demon God, even if it was only a trace of power, but looking at the current situation, he knew that the Great Grandmaster had a great possibility of falling!

If it continues to erupt, I am afraid that it will become an emperor Jedi!

"Hmph, stay!"

Qin Songzhi suddenly flickered a few times, and suddenly turned into a cloud of light and shadow, bypassing the red streamer of the underground impact, and in a few ups and downs, he avoided the power of the oncoming talisman, and actually reached the top of Wu Ming's head, and slashed down fiercely.

The terrifying power roared out, almost sealing the space where Fang Quan was located, and even the surrounding fires were forced to open a little!

"Measuring the Heaven Ruler Body!"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and without hesitation, he pulled out the Cold Moon Knife, stood on Ao Liang's back like this, poured all his true yuan into it, and slashed it down.

Boom!

The two strands of Xuanxi Limang slashed, emitting a piercing golden and iron explosion, shaking the void, turning into a terrifying light wave and sweeping away, bursting suddenly, and the two of them kicked back and forth.

"Boom!"

Qin Songzhi snorted, and a flash of blue light suddenly flashed on his already pale face, and there was a faint shock in his eyes, as if he didn't believe that he could be cracked so easily with the power of a Dao weapon's blow.

The inky blue, densely cracked ring ruler in his hand is the body of the projection of the measuring ruler that was smashed by the lotus lamp outside the Shaolin Temple!

Of course, like the Cold Moon Knife, the core was seriously damaged and almost collapsed in the melee from the end of the Middle Ages to the early Ancient Ages, and there was only the power of the treasure weapon level left, but even so, it was still one of the most powerful existences in the treasure weapon.

It's a pity that the measuring ruler encountered the Cold Moon Knife, because most of the power of the former's body is displayed in the sealing of the town rather than attacking, but the Cold Moon Knife is a real divine weapon, and it is one of the top ten Dao weapon divine weapons.

"Ah......h

Ao Liang screamed, and the huge dragon real body meandered and fell downward, as if it couldn't withstand the strange force of Wu Ming's trampling.

"Hold on!"

Wu Ming's body shook, grabbed a piece of dragon scales, and swallowed a life-saving elixir with a pale face, only to improve slightly, but the real threat was Qin Songzhi, who came again.

Phew!

Suddenly, at this moment, a condensed crimson golden streamer rushed out from the flames, like a firebird with a crisp cry, like a living thing!

"The Spirit of the Golden Crow, this is ......"

Ku Ye said urgently.